The next morning, Sirius awoke with a groan, discomfort pulling him from his sleep. He reached out, his hand brushing against the familiar warmth of Regulus, who had been sitting by his side.
Regulus stirred at Sirius's touch, concern immediately evident on his face. "Siri, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.
Sirius blinked groggily, trying to focus through the haze of pain. "My head hurts," he mumbled, his voice weak. The throbbing in his temples was persistent, making it difficult to think clearly.
Regulus immediately went into caretaker mode, his worry deepening. "Let me get some water and check on the healer," he said, rising from his chair. He quickly fetched a glass of water and gently helped Sirius sit up, offering him the glass.
As Sirius took a sip, Regulus moved to fetch the healer. He knocked softly on the door to the healer's quarters, his voice urgent. "Healer Burns, Sirius is awake and his head is hurting. Can you please come?"
Within moments, the healer arrived, her expression calm but focused. She approached Sirius's bedside, her eyes scanning his face for signs of distress. "How are you feeling this morning, Sirius?" she asked, her tone soothing.
Sirius managed a small, pained smile. "My head… it's really hurting," he said, trying to convey the intensity of the pain.
Healer Burns nodded, taking a seat beside him. "Let me examine you," she said, placing her hand gently on Sirius's forehead and then moving to check his pulse. After a few moments, she looked up with a reassuring smile. "It sounds like you might be experiencing a tension headache, possibly from the stress and discomfort you've been under. It's common in situations like this."
She pulled out a small vial from her bag, holding it up for Sirius to see. "I have a potion here that can help relieve the pain. It should ease your headache and help you feel more comfortable."
Sirius nodded gratefully, accepting the potion from the healer. Regulus stayed close, his hand resting on Sirius's arm for support.
After Sirius took the potion, Healer Burns offered some final advice. "Make sure you stay hydrated and try to rest as much as possible. If the pain persists or if you feel any other symptoms, let me know immediately."
Sirius nodded again, feeling a bit of relief as the potion began to take effect. Regulus resumed his seat by Sirius's side, his worry slowly easing as he saw Sirius's discomfort begin to fade.
"Thank you, Reg," Sirius said softly, his voice tinged with gratitude. "And thank you, Healer Burns."
The healer gave him a reassuring smile. "You're welcome, Sirius. Rest up, and we'll keep monitoring you."
With that, the healer left the room, allowing Sirius and Regulus some much-needed quiet. Regulus continued to stay close, providing comfort and support as Sirius settled back into bed, hoping for a more peaceful day ahead.
As Sirius began to drift back to sleep, the pain in his head easing slightly, he mumbled through his drowsiness. "Reg… rub my back, please," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "And can you get Dad, too?"
Regulus, still seated beside Sirius, nodded and moved to gently rub Sirius's back, his touch tender and soothing. He then stood up quietly, leaving the room to find Orion.
In the hallway, Regulus quickly located Orion, who had been speaking with the healer. "Dad, Sirius asked for you," he said urgently. "He's feeling better, but he wants you with him."
Orion's face immediately softened with concern, and he followed Regulus back to Sirius's room. As he entered, he saw Sirius still lying in bed, looking more relaxed but still groggy.
"Hey, Sirius," Orion said softly, moving to sit beside him. He placed a reassuring hand on Sirius's arm. "How are you feeling now?"
Sirius, his eyes half-closed, managed a faint smile. "A bit better. Just wanted you here," he mumbled.
Orion nodded, his expression one of deep care. "I'm here, Sirius. Just rest now."
Regulus, seeing that his father had arrived, resumed his seat and continued to gently rub Sirius's back, providing comfort. With both Regulus and Orion by his side, Sirius felt a sense of reassurance wash over him. He closed his eyes, letting the presence of his family bring him a measure of peace as he drifted back into a more restful sleep.
As Sirius continued to lie in bed, he shifted uncomfortably, trying to find a position that eased the pain in his back. With a groan, he mumbled, "Dad, I need to walk a bit. My back just hurts too much laying down."
Orion, ever attentive, helped Sirius sit up slowly and then assisted him to his feet. Just as Sirius began to take a few tentative steps, Walburga walked into the room, her face reflecting concern.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her eyes scanning Sirius's distressed expression.
Orion glanced at her, his own worry evident. "Sirius wants to walk because his back is hurting. He's trying to find some relief."
Walburga moved closer to Sirius, her hands gently touching his back. She could feel the tightness in his muscles. "Sirius, does it hurt right here?" she asked softly, applying counter-pressure to the tense area.
Sirius let out a soft moan as Walburga's touch provided some relief. "Yes, right there," he managed to say, leaning into the pressure as it helped ease the discomfort.
Orion looked at Walburga with concern. "What's wrong, Walburga?" he asked, his worry deepening.
Walburga's frown deepened as she continued to apply pressure. "It looks like his muscles are extremely tense, possibly from the way he's been lying. It's causing him a lot of pain. I think we might need to get him some more targeted relief, like a warming potion or perhaps a light massage from the healer."
Orion nodded, his expression resolute. "Let's get him the help he needs. Sirius, why don't you sit back down while I get the healer?"
Sirius, feeling the pain slightly relieved by Walburga's touch, slowly eased back into the chair. "Thank you, Mom," he said softly, trying to manage his discomfort as best as he could.
Orion quickly left the room to find the healer, determined to get Sirius the relief he needed. Walburga stayed by Sirius's side, continuing to apply gentle pressure to his back and offering comforting words as they waited for the healer to return.
The healer returned swiftly, her expression focused as she entered the room. She immediately assessed the situation and saw Sirius sitting in the chair, his face etched with discomfort.
"Let me take over," she said gently, taking Walburga's place. She began to rub Sirius's back, applying a soothing potion that was designed to relieve muscle tension. Her hands worked with practiced ease, trying to ease the pain he was experiencing.
As she worked, she observed Sirius carefully. "Sirius, do you feel the baby shifting down?" she asked, her tone clear and concerned.
Sirius nodded slightly, wincing as the healer's touch elicited some relief. "Yes, it's been moving down for the last couple of days," he admitted, his voice tinged with fatigue.
Walburga's eyes widened at the healer's words, her concern deepening. "Healer, will his labor start soon?" she asked urgently, her worry evident in her voice.
The healer took a deep breath, her expression thoughtful as she considered Sirius's symptoms. "It's possible," she said slowly. "The baby moving down and the tension in Sirius's back suggest that labor might be approaching. However, it's hard to predict exactly when it will start. We need to monitor him closely and be prepared."
Orion, who had just returned, looked anxiously between Sirius and the healer. "What should we do to help him now?" he asked, his concern palpable.
The healer placed a reassuring hand on Orion's shoulder. "For now, we need to ensure Sirius is comfortable and ready for any potential labor signs. Keeping him relaxed and monitoring his symptoms is crucial. I'll stay here to help with any changes and to provide additional care as needed."
Sirius, feeling the warmth of the potion and the gentle rubs on his back, managed a faint smile. "Thank you," he said softly, his voice filled with gratitude despite his discomfort.
As the healer continued her work, Walburga and Orion stayed close, their faces reflecting a mixture of concern and resolve. They knew that preparing for the possibility of imminent labor was essential, and they were determined to support Sirius through whatever came next.
As Sirius approached his due date, the tension in the household was palpable. The healer had been making frequent visits, closely monitoring Sirius's condition as his due date drew near. Despite the reassuring presence of his family and the healer's care, Sirius couldn't shake his growing anxiety.
One evening, as he lay in bed, he suddenly felt a sharp, intense pain in his back that caused him to cry out. The pain was overwhelming, and he clutched at the bedspread, tears streaming down his face.
"Regulus," he cried out, his voice choked with emotion. "I need Mom to rub my back like before. Please, get her."
Regulus, who had been sitting nearby, immediately sprang into action. He rushed out of the room, his heart pounding with worry. He quickly found Walburga, who was in the kitchen preparing a soothing tea.
"Mom!" Regulus called, his voice urgent. "Sirius needs you. He's in a lot of pain and wants you to rub his back like you did before."
Walburga's face shifted from surprise to concern as she set down the tea. She hurried to Sirius's room, her steps quick and purposeful.
Upon entering, she saw Sirius writhing in pain, his back arched and his face contorted with discomfort. Without hesitation, she moved to his side, gently placing her hands on his back.
"Sirius, I'm here," she said soothingly, her hands beginning to apply the familiar, comforting pressure. "Just try to relax. I'm going to help you."
Sirius moaned softly, the relief from Walburga's touch easing the intensity of the pain slightly. He clenched his teeth, trying to manage his breathing as the sharp pain gradually subsided.
"Thank you, Mom," he said weakly, his voice filled with gratitude despite the tears still in his eyes.
Regulus remained by Sirius's side, his worry evident but his expression hopeful as he watched his mother work. He knew how much this comfort meant to Sirius and hoped it would help him find some relief.
As Walburga continued to rub Sirius's back, the healer arrived shortly afterward, ready to assess the situation and provide additional support if needed. She approached the bed, her expression calm and professional.
"How's he doing?" the healer asked, her eyes scanning Sirius's face and then moving to his back.
"He's been in a lot of pain," Walburga replied, her voice filled with concern. "I've been trying to help him, but he's clearly struggling."
The healer nodded, her gaze softening. "We'll make sure he's as comfortable as possible. Let's keep an eye on the pain and see if there are any other signs of labor starting soon."
With Walburga's comforting presence and the healer's expertise, Sirius began to feel a bit more at ease, though the anticipation of what was to come weighed heavily on him. The support from his family was unwavering, and as they worked together to ease his discomfort, Sirius found solace in their care.
As Walburga helped Sirius settle onto the couch, Orion and Regulus followed closely behind. Orion's concern was evident as he approached Sirius.
"Sirius, are you feeling okay?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.
Sirius gave a small, strained smile. "I'm fine," he mumbled, though his discomfort was still apparent. After a moment, he shifted, trying to get up. "I want to go for a walk," he said, his tone firm despite the pain.
The three of them exchanged worried glances, their concern growing as they watched Sirius attempt to rise from the couch.
Orion moved closer, his brows furrowed with apprehension. "Are you sure, Sirius?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern. "It's important that you don't overexert yourself."
Sirius nodded, determination in his eyes. "Yes, help me up. I need to stretch my legs."
Orion helped Sirius stand, his hands steady and supportive. "Do you want us all to go with you?" he asked, still visibly worried.
Sirius shook his head slightly, though he winced with the movement. "I want Regulus to come with me," he said softly. "I'll be fine with him."
Regulus stepped forward, ready to assist. "I'm here, Sirius," he said reassuringly. He helped his brother carefully, supporting him as they prepared to leave the room.
Orion and Walburga watched with concern as Sirius and Regulus began their walk. Orion placed a hand on Regulus's shoulder. "Keep a close eye on him," he advised, his voice low but filled with urgency. "If anything changes, let us know right away."
Regulus nodded, his expression focused and determined. "I will, Dad. We'll be careful."
As Sirius and Regulus slowly made their way down the hallway, Sirius leaned slightly on Regulus for support. The walk was slow, each step measured and cautious as they moved together through the house. Despite the lingering discomfort, Sirius felt a bit more at ease with his brother by his side.
Sirius and Regulus made their way slowly through the gardens, the crisp morning air providing a brief respite from the pain. The gardens, usually a place of tranquility, now seemed to offer little comfort as Sirius tried to focus on putting one foot in front of the other.
Halfway through their walk, Sirius suddenly stopped, a sharp cramp gripping him tightly. He gasped, clutching at his abdomen as the pain intensified. Regulus, walking closely beside him, immediately noticed Sirius's distress.
"Hey, Sirius, what's wrong?" Regulus asked, his voice filled with concern as he felt Sirius's body tense beside him.
Sirius's face contorted in pain, and he struggled to stay upright. "The cramp—it's too intense," he gasped, trying to steady himself. He felt his knees beginning to buckle under the strain.
Regulus quickly moved to support him, his arms wrapping around Sirius to keep him from falling. He gently guided Sirius down to a sitting position on a nearby bench, his own worry clear as he looked into his brother's pained expression.
"Hold on, Sirius," Regulus said, his voice steady as he tried to offer comfort. "We'll get through this. Just breathe."
Sirius, still gripping his abdomen, managed to nod, though his face remained tight with pain. He leaned into Regulus, finding some relief in the steady presence of his brother. Regulus, with his arm around Sirius, continued to offer soothing words as he looked around for any sign of their parents or the healer.
"I'm here," Regulus whispered, his voice filled with reassurance as he helped Sirius through the cramp, his own heart racing with concern.
As Sirius sat on the bench, visibly struggling, Regulus looked at him with concern. "Should I get Dad or Mom?" he asked, his voice trembling with worry.
Sirius, trying to mask his discomfort, shook his head. "No, I'm fine. Let's just walk a bit more," he said, though his voice was strained.
Regulus hesitated but nodded, helping Sirius to his feet. They continued walking for about an hour, but the persistent pain was too much for Sirius. Suddenly, another cramp seized him, forcing him to stop in place.
Regulus moved quickly to support him, his concern growing. "Sirius, sit down," he said firmly. "I'm going to get Dad."
Sirius, leaning heavily on the bench, tried to protest. "I'm fine," he insisted, though his voice wavered.
Regulus placed a gentle hand on Sirius's shoulder. "Please, just let me get him in case," he pleaded. "I don't want to risk anything."
Sirius frowned, clearly torn between his desire to avoid further disturbance and his brother's insistence. "Okay, fine," he relented.
Regulus wasted no time. He dashed off towards Orion's study, his heart pounding with urgency. He burst into the room, catching his father's attention immediately.
"Dad!" Regulus said quickly, his breath coming in short bursts. "Sirius had two very intense cramps. The first one was during our walk, and the second was an hour apart. I don't know if I can get him back in—he's fighting me."
Orion's face shifted from curiosity to deep concern as he stood up swiftly. "Let's go," he said, his voice resolute. He followed Regulus out of the study, moving quickly towards the garden.
When they reached Sirius, who was still sitting on the bench, he looked up at them, his face showing a mix of pain and relief. Orion knelt beside him, placing a reassuring hand on Sirius's shoulder.
"Hey, Sirius," Orion said gently. "I'm here now. Let's get you back inside and checked out."
Sirius nodded weakly, his energy drained. Regulus offered him a steadying hand, helping him stand. With Orion's support, they slowly made their way back to the house, each step carefully measured to avoid exacerbating Sirius's discomfort.
Orion kept a close eye on Sirius, his worry evident as he guided him back inside. "We'll make sure you're okay," he said soothingly, though his own concern was palpable.
As they reached the safety of the house, Regulus glanced at his father, hoping that the healer's arrival would bring the relief and answers they desperately needed.
As Sirius and Regulus made their way back to the house, another sharp cramp suddenly gripped Sirius, causing him to stumble. His face twisted in pain, and he muttered a strained, "Crap," as his knees buckled under the intensity of the cramp.
Orion, quickly noticing Sirius's distress, moved to support him. "Sirius!" he called out urgently, stepping closer to steady his son.
Sirius, struggling to keep himself upright, cried out, "Dad, I'm falling!" His voice was laced with panic as he felt his legs give way.
Orion was right beside him in an instant, his strong arms catching Sirius and pulling him close. "I've got you, Sirius," he said firmly, trying to keep his voice calm despite the urgency of the situation. He held Sirius tightly, helping him back into a more stable position.
Regulus, also alarmed by the sight, rushed to his brother's side, supporting him as best as he could. "Hold on, Sirius," he said, his voice steady but filled with worry. "We're getting you inside."
Orion, his own heart racing, glanced at Regulus. "Let's get him inside now," he instructed, his tone firm but caring. "Carefully."
With Regulus's help and Orion's support, they guided Sirius back towards the house, each step measured to avoid further aggravating his condition. Sirius, leaning heavily on his father and brother, was guided with utmost care, his discomfort and fear clear.
Once inside, they settled Sirius gently onto a nearby chair, Orion's worry deepening. "We need to get the healer here right away," he said urgently, glancing at Regulus. "Make sure she knows what's happening."
Regulus nodded and quickly went to summon the healer, while Orion stayed by Sirius's side, his concern unwavering as he kept a comforting hand on his son. "Just hang in there, Sirius," he said softly. "We'll make sure everything is okay."
Walburga rushed in, her face etched with concern, closely followed by the healer. As they entered the room, Walburga's eyes quickly found Sirius, who was still seated and looking distressed.
The healer immediately moved into action, kneeling beside Sirius and starting a quick but thorough examination. Walburga stood close, her worry palpable as she watched.
The healer looked up after a few moments, her expression serious but calm. "Sirius, this is the beginning stage of labor," she said, her tone professional. "The cramps you've been experiencing are early contractions. We need to monitor you closely and prepare for what's to come."
Sirius, still leaning on his father, looked at the healer with a mixture of fear and exhaustion. "What do we do now?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.
The healer nodded, her demeanor reassuring. "We'll need to ensure that you're as comfortable as possible. I'm going to check your progress and make sure the baby is in a good position. We'll also need to prepare for more intense contractions as labor progresses."
Orion, his worry not diminishing, kept a supportive hand on Sirius's shoulder. "Is there anything we can do right now to help him?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
The healer glanced at Orion and then at Walburga. "We'll need to keep Sirius calm and manage his pain. I'll provide some medication to help with the contractions and monitor him closely. It's important that he stays as relaxed as possible."
Sirius nodded weakly, trying to focus on the healer's words. Regulus, who had returned with a concerned look, stood close by, ready to offer support as needed.
Walburga, trying to stay calm for Sirius's sake, took his hand gently. "We're all here for you," she said soothingly. "We'll get through this together."
As the healer began administering the medication and preparing for the next steps, Orion and Walburga stayed by Sirius's side, offering words of comfort and support as they navigated the challenging moments of early labor.
As the healer worked efficiently to manage Sirius's pain and monitor his progress, Sirius's expression shifted from strained determination to deep-seated fear. His anxiety grew, and he suddenly frowned, his hands clutching the sides of his chair.
"I don't think I can do this," Sirius said, his voice trembling with despair. He looked around at his family, his eyes filled with panic.
In a sudden burst of overwhelming emotion, Sirius pushed everyone away from him. His hands, shaking with nervous energy, shoved at his father and brother, and he even recoiled from the healer's attempts to comfort him. "Just—just give me space!" he cried out, his voice cracking under the strain.
Orion and Walburga stepped back, hurt but understanding, while Regulus stood nearby, his face a mixture of concern and sadness. The healer, though taken aback, remained calm and approached Sirius with a gentle demeanor.
"Sirius," she said softly, "it's completely normal to feel overwhelmed. This is a very intense experience, and it's okay to be scared. But pushing everyone away won't help you through this."
Sirius, his breathing rapid and uneven, looked up at her with tear-filled eyes. "I'm so scared," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "What if something goes wrong? What if I can't handle this?"
The healer nodded, acknowledging his fear. "It's natural to be scared, especially with what you're going through. But remember, you have your family here to support you. You don't have to face this alone."
Orion stepped closer, his voice steady but full of emotion. "Sirius, we're all here for you. We want to help you through this. It's okay to be afraid, but let us support you. We'll get through this together."
Walburga, her eyes brimming with tears, added softly, "You're strong, Sirius. We believe in you. Please let us be here for you."
Regulus, moving closer, placed a comforting hand on Sirius's shoulder. "I'm here, Sirius. Please don't push us away. We're all here to help you."
Sirius, still overwhelmed but moved by the unwavering support of his family, took a deep breath. The intensity of his emotions began to settle as he realized the strength he could draw from those around him. Slowly, he let his guard down, allowing them to be close again.
Sirius lay on his side, his body tense with anxiety and pain. His breaths were shallow and ragged, his back still aching intensely. The strain of labor and fear was evident in his face as he struggled to manage the pain.
Regulus, seeing his brother's distress, knelt beside him, trying to offer comfort. "Sirius, you have to breathe through the pain," he urged gently. "It'll help you manage it better."
Sirius, his frustration and discomfort boiling over, glared at Regulus. "You breathe through this!" he snapped, his voice harsh. "It hurts so much! Just—fuck off!"
Regulus flinched at the outburst but remained composed, understanding that Sirius's anger was a manifestation of his pain and fear. "I'm just trying to help," he said quietly, though his voice was tinged with hurt.
Orion and Walburga, standing nearby, exchanged worried glances. Orion took a step forward, placing a calming hand on Regulus's shoulder. "Give him a moment," he said softly. "Sometimes it's hard to hear advice when the pain is so overwhelming."
The healer approached Sirius again, speaking with a soothing tone. "Sirius, I know it's incredibly hard right now. But focusing on your breathing can help manage the pain. I'm here to support you, and we're going to get through this together."
Sirius, though still in significant discomfort, tried to calm his breathing, following the healer's guidance. The pain was intense, but the support from his family and the healer gradually helped him find some focus amid the chaos of his emotions.
As the current contraction eased, Sirius leaned back, his body still tense and shaking from the intensity of the pain. He looked up at Regulus and the others, his eyes pleading for support.
"Help me up," Sirius said weakly, his voice strained. "I don't want to labor lying down. It hurts too much."
Regulus quickly moved to assist his brother, carefully helping him to a sitting position. Orion and Walburga supported Sirius on either side, offering steadying hands as he adjusted his position.
The healer watched closely, her expression sympathetic. "It's okay, Sirius. We'll help you find a more comfortable position. Let's get you propped up and see if that helps."
With their combined efforts, they adjusted Sirius's position, propping him up with pillows and helping him find a sitting position that alleviated some of the discomfort. Regulus stayed close, his hand gently resting on Sirius's back, offering support and reassurance.
"Is this better?" Regulus asked softly, his concern evident in his voice.
Sirius nodded, trying to find a more comfortable posture. "A bit," he admitted, his voice shaky. "Thank you."
The healer moved to check on Sirius's progress again, ensuring that he was stable and as comfortable as possible. "We're going to continue monitoring you closely," she said. "Try to relax as much as you can. The more comfortable you are, the better we can manage your labor."
Orion and Walburga stood nearby, their faces reflecting their deep concern but also their determination to support Sirius through this challenging time.
Hours later, Sirius was visibly exhausted, each contraction bringing intense pain. His body tensed with each wave, and he moaned deeply, the sounds of his distress echoing through the room. The contractions were relentless, and Sirius's agony was clear as he cried out with each one.
His breaths were ragged and uneven, and every contraction seemed to take a toll on him. His face was flushed with pain, and he gripped the sides of the bed or the nearby support as he tried to endure the agony. Each scream that escaped him was a testament to the overwhelming intensity of the contractions.
Regulus stayed by his side, his expression one of deep concern. He held Sirius's hand tightly, offering as much comfort as he could. "You're doing great, Sirius," he said soothingly, though his own voice was thick with worry. "Just keep breathing, we're almost there."
Orion and Walburga stood close, their eyes filled with concern as they watched the healer continue to monitor Sirius's condition. The healer, though focused and composed, couldn't hide her empathy as she assisted Sirius through each contraction, her hands moving with practiced ease to provide the necessary care.
"We're here with you, Sirius," the healer said firmly, trying to offer reassurance through his pain. "You're strong, and you're doing well. Just focus on each breath."
Despite the comforting words and support around him, Sirius continued to struggle with the intensity of the contractions. His screams and moans filled the room, a stark reminder of the challenge he faced as he neared the final stages of labor.
The healer, observing Sirius's condition closely, spoke with a calm but urgent tone. "Sirius, your water will break soon. After that, the labor will speed up significantly. It's important to be prepared."
Sirius nodded weakly, unable to speak due to the overwhelming pain. He gripped Regulus's hand tightly, his knuckles white with the intensity of his grip.
Suddenly, Sirius tensed as he felt a gush of warmth between his legs. His eyes widened in shock and fear as the sensation took him by surprise. "Mom, I'm wet!" he moaned, his voice rising into a scream as the pain surged through him.
Regulus tightened his grip on Sirius's hand, his own face reflecting the distress of the situation. He stayed close, trying to provide as much comfort as he could despite the chaotic scene.
The healer quickly moved to assess the situation, her professional demeanor unwavering as she prepared for the next stages of labor. "It's okay, Sirius," she said soothingly. "Your water breaking is a sign that the labor is progressing. We're going to help you through this."
Orion and Walburga, who had been standing nearby, rushed to support Sirius, their faces a mixture of concern and determination. Walburga moved to assist with Sirius's comfort, while Orion's presence was a steady source of reassurance.
The room was filled with the sounds of Sirius's cries and the healer's calming instructions as they navigated through the rapid progression of labor. The intense moments were marked by the unwavering support of his family, each one doing their best to ease the burden of Sirius's pain.
Sirius moaned and cried out in pain, each contraction hitting him with relentless intensity. His body shook with the force of his cries, and the room was filled with the echoes of his distress. The pressure and pain were overwhelming, and he struggled to focus through the haze of agony.
After what felt like an eternity, the healer checked his progress and nodded to Sirius. "You're fully dilated now, Sirius. It's time to start pushing."
Sirius, still wracked with pain but driven by the urgency of the moment, took a deep breath. His voice was strained but resolute as he exclaimed, "I need to push!"
Regulus moved closer, holding Sirius's hand tightly. "You can do this, Sirius," he encouraged, his own voice trembling with concern.
The healer positioned herself to assist with the delivery, her calm and professional demeanor guiding Sirius through the process. "Alright, Sirius, when you feel the urge, start pushing. Focus on your breathing and push with all your strength."
Sirius, his face contorted with effort and pain, prepared himself for the first push. His body tensed, and he let out a loud cry as he pushed with everything he had. The intense exertion was met with a flood of emotion and determination as he fought through the pain to bring his baby into the world.
Sirius struggled with each contraction, his body twisting and turning as the pain intensified. His cries of distress echoed through the room, a raw expression of his agony.
"Make it stop, please!" Sirius begged, his voice breaking with the sheer intensity of his pain. His eyes were filled with tears, and his breaths were ragged and uneven as he tried to cope with the overwhelming sensations.
Regulus, standing by his side, felt helpless but tried to offer as much support as he could. He held Sirius's hand tightly, his own face etched with concern. "You're doing so well, Sirius. Just keep going, you're almost there."
The healer remained focused, offering a steady voice of reassurance. "Sirius, I know it's incredibly hard, but you're making progress. We're here with you, and we're going to get through this. Focus on each push and try to stay with it."
Orion and Walburga watched anxiously, their concern evident. Walburga reached out to touch Sirius's shoulder, offering what comfort she could. "You're so strong, Sirius. We're here with you, every step of the way."
Despite the pain and his pleas for relief, Sirius continued to push, driven by the knowledge that the end was in sight. The support of his family and the healer's guidance provided a crucial source of strength as he navigated the final stages of labor.